(To be sung to the tune of “O Christmas Tree”)
O mucky air! O mucky air!
I hate you with a passion.
You make it hard for folks to breathe;
You should receive a lashin’.
They’re wracked with coughing, wheezing to.
From time to time their lips turn blue.
O mucky air! O mucky air!
I hate you with a passion.
O mucky air! O mucky air!
I hate you with a passion.
You make it hard for folks to breathe;
You should receive a lashin’.
They’re wracked with coughing, wheezing to.
From time to time their lips turn blue.
O mucky air! O mucky air!
I hate you with a passion.
2 comments:
when you pass a sign on the highway awrning you to stay indoors tomorrow and decrease your driving you know someinthg has got to be wrong. i never really knew what mucky air was until i moved to utah haha. oh well :( i hope a storm moves in to do away with it.
AMEN, SISTER!!!!!!! I feel their pain . . .
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